70 Heavenly Enemies

On March 5, 1997, the press conference of Fritz Walter Stadium.

Accompanied by Werner Melze and captain Bremer, Yang Cheng slowly walked in. More than a dozen media outlets at the scene immediately began to capture all the actions of the three people, especially Yang Cheng, which became the focus of the reporters' attention.

Bremer and Melze sat down on the left and right sides of Yang Cheng respectively, and Yang Cheng, who was in the center, signaled that the press conference could begin.

Under the command of the press officer, more than a dozen reporters at the scene immediately raised their hands to ask questions, and the club's press officer had already received Yang Cheng's instructions. The first person to call out was Gran Nak, a formal reporter from the local Free Press.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Cheng, I haven't seen you in the coaching seat for more than two weeks. We all miss you very much. What about you? How is the suspension?" Grannak asked with a smile like a good friend.

It seemed as if I had been used to Gran Nak's privileges, and the other reporters at the scene were just interested in his chatty topic, laughed at him, and then listened to Yang Cheng's answer attentively.

"It's very bad. I don't think I want to try this kind of taste again in the future, especially against Winterhaxing. Watching my players encounter sniping and failure on the court is simply a nightmare!"

"Is there anything I want to say?" asked Grann Nak again.

Yang Cheng smiled confidently, "Of course, I want to take this opportunity to tell my players, tell the fans of Kaiserslautern, tell all those who have been firmly supportive of the team during this period, and of course, tell those doubters that the three nightmares are over!" His right hand made three gestures.

"After the darkness, dawn is dawn, our nightmare is over, and the opponent's nightmare comes! I will lead my team and bring the nightmare to our opponents, all opponents!"

Gran Nak couldn't help but clap a few times, obviously very satisfied with Yang Cheng's answer, so he sat down because his two questions were finished.

"Including the opponent in this game, Premier League giant Liverpool?" A reporter next to him raised his hand and was named. After asking, he sat down immediately because everyone except Granneck could only ask one question at a time.

"Of course!" Yang Cheng solemnly affirmed, "I said, all opponents!"

"But Liverpool just beat Leeds United 4-0 in the league, winning the team's three consecutive wins, and in good shape!" Another reporter reminded Yang Cheng that Kaiserslautern's situation has been a bit tragic recently.

"That was at Anfield Stadium, please remember it, but tomorrow, they are going to Fritz? Walter Stadium. We will use our performance in the game to tell Liverpool why this place is known as a miracle place!"

"So, have you found a way to beat Liverpool?" another reporter asked.

Yang Cheng shook his head ambiguously, "There is no methodology in the field of football, everything depends on strength!"

"In the history of the Winners Cup, there is no precedent for teams in the second-tier league to win the championship. Judging from your tone just now, you seem to want to break this tradition!"

Yang Cheng suddenly laughed and happily supported the table with his hands and elbows. "I would like to ask you a question, who was the winner of the Winners Cup last season?"

The reporter who stood up was a little confused. Everyone knew this question, "Paris Saint-Germain!"

"So has any Ligue 1 team ever won the championship in the history of the Cup Winners?"

The reporter was a little confused, and he didn't have any understanding of this. After thinking for a while, he obviously got a hint and shook his head and said, "No!" He was not sure.

Yang Cheng smiled and clapped his hands and teased: "Congratulations, you answered correctly, Paris Saint-Germain broke this tradition!"

The reporter's face suddenly turned red. If he could not hear Yang Cheng's ridicule at this time, he would be really an idiot.

Yang Cheng ignored his mood at this moment, just as he ignored Yang Cheng's mood just now, stood up from his seat, supported the rostrum in front of him, stared at the reporter in front of him, and said aloud: "I want you to understand that tradition has never been abiding by rules. Traditions are to be broken, because only in this way can we prove that football is improving!"

There were some comments at the press conference, some people who questioned, some people who laughed, some people who supported, and even some people who watched.

Yang Cheng has long been accustomed to all this. If he can't get used to these things, then he, the head coach, doesn't have to do anything else and will be exhausted from dealing with the media all day long.

After warming up before the game, Yang Cheng walked into the stadium in advance, walked out of the narrow player passage, feeling the feeling of sudden enlightenment when he walked into the stadium, and seemed to be surrounded by the sound of fans in the stands.

I slowly walked to the home team coach's seat, reached out and brushed the iron pillars on the roof. The anti-rust paint on it was very smooth and a little wet. It was obviously a staff member who had wiped it out before and it had not been completely dry.

He slowly took on the seat. Yang Cheng himself did not sit here often. He almost always stood on the sidelines to watch the game, adjusting the team at any time, and then the bench behind him. All this was something he didn't care much about, but for some reason, he missed it a little today.

The past two weeks have really made him understand a lot and made him cherish what he currently has.

"It's always better for you to sit in this seat!" Paul Bayer appeared outside the coach's seat with a smile.

"I sat on the first game, and it was so awkward. I couldn't adapt, and the players didn't adapt. Every time they looked here, I always felt like they were disappointed, because I was disappointed because I saw that the person I was not you or me. That feeling was really uncomfortable!"

Yang Cheng walked past his assistant with a smile, came to the sidelines, and watched the players warm up on the court.

"After these three games, I truly realized that this is a team that belongs to you, a team that belongs to you, and they are only loyal to you, and it is difficult for them to accept others, even as me, as your assistant!" Paul Bayer looked at Yang Cheng with envy. At this moment, the figure of this young coach became very unattainable.

Every head coach should have his own team. During the more than half a year of coaching Kaiserslautern, Yang Cheng deeply engraved his mark into Kaiserslautern's soul and into the hearts of every player.

This is not something that anyone can change.

Paul Bayer even suspected that if Yang Cheng was in a few years, he would become the master of this team completely, and even Frederick would not dare to compete with him. He would become the veritable Caesar in Kaiserslautern!

"Don't be so envious, Paul, you can do it as long as you have the chance!" Yang Cheng didn't mind Paul developing on his own.

How could I know Paul? Baier smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's impossible. I know my personality. My indecisiveness makes it difficult for me to be a head coach. I can't be as eloquent as you, and lead a team to fight bravely and confidently!"

When Yang Cheng heard this, he immediately didn't know what to say.

From the beginning, Paul Bayer understood his personality flaws. He tried to change it, so he traveled everywhere, but in the end he found that he couldn't change it, so he politely declined Dillsmit's invitation. Later, he chose to serve as Yang Cheng's assistant without hesitation.

If everyone has their own destiny, then maybe this is the fate of Paul Bayer!

"Okay, stop talking about it. The warm-up is over. Go back to the locker room!" Yang Cheng interrupted Paul Baier's melancholy with a smile.

In the home team's locker room, Yang Chengzhuo stood in front of the tactical board. The tactical board behind him was full of tactical pictures of this game. The players on the opposite side sat upright in their seats, raised their heads, and looked at Yang Cheng and the tactical board behind him with concentration.

"I still remember what I told you in training before that since Liverpool likes to control the ball, we will let them control the ball, but we must firmly stand our position and fight for every inch of land, especially when we are in the midfield and backcourt!" Yang Cheng's expression of assignment was very harsh and there was no room for doubt.

"Michael, Pavel, Juan, Ivan, you four are forming a midfield defense line. You must firmly stand your own position, straighten your back, and straighten the team's back. Only in this way can we push Liverpool back to their half. Do you understand what I mean?"

Barack and the other four nodded in unison to agree.

"In this game, we have to press forward and give up the ball possession, but this does not mean we give up the offense. On the contrary, we have to hide the offense in the defense, because as long as we press forward, Liverpool's ball possession range will be compressed. What will they do then?"

Yang Cheng turned around and patted the tactical board behind him heavily, "It's very simple, take the ball back. Once they find that they can't control the ball in the midfield and frontcourt, they will transfer to the midfield and backcourt. John Barnes used to be an excellent striker, but now he is the midfield commander of this Liverpool team. His position can be further back and more free. You must pay attention to this!"

Roy Evans's usual tactics are different from England's traditional 442, but the 352 tactics are played. The starting goalkeeper is David James, the defense is Philip Barber, Mark Wright and Robert Jones, the midfield is John Barnes, Michael Thomas is back, Patrick Borg, Jamie Redknapp and Mike Manaman are front, and the double strikers are Robbie Fowler and Collimore.

Among them, Jamie Redknapp is the son of West Ham United coach Harry Redknapp, but he has gained a foothold in Liverpool with his own strength. He is also an excellent technical player. His overall view, vision and pass are excellent, but he has a little more off-court life.

The strategy specified by Yang Cheng in this game is to let Liverpool control the ball in the mid- and backcourt as much as possible, and then Kaiserslautern fights in the mid- and frontcourt, and the front-court pressure on the formation further compresses Liverpool's control area. Although this makes it more dangerous to be beaten against offside, it can ensure the team's advantage in the mid- and frontcourt.

The Liverpool team has a weak style. Although they have played a very refreshing skilled football, they are an English team. Their skills are not delicate enough. Once they encounter a difficult role of a pressing type, they will feel unsure. Unlike the perverted guys in Barcelona around 2010, they know how to pass the ball when they close their eyes, and they are calm when they are one against two or three.

So Yang Cheng wanted to press in Liverpool's midfield and backcourt, and after getting the opportunity, he directly counterattacked and fully utilized the advantages of the two wings, because Liverpool also had a 352 tactic and left a lot of room on the wing, but Kaiserslautern had two strong midfield guards, Nedved and Gattuso, but Liverpool did not.

In this case, Yang Cheng is confident that he will directly beat Liverpool.

Of course, the premise is that the players he relies on must be able to exert their strength, especially the striker!

"Luther!" Yang Cheng came to Fanny's presence, which was equivalent to a gambling, because Marshall had just played the whole game in the league, and he was not young at all, so Yang Cheng entrusted the important task to Fanny's in this game.

As soon as Fanny heard the head coach's shout, he immediately stood up.

"In this game, you are our offensive core. You will find your point directly by crossing the wing and long passes from the backcourt. So you not only have to harass the opponent's defense, but also sit and prepare at any time and anywhere to deal with passing from all directions. When attacking, you only have one responsibility, score a goal!"

Fanny felt Yang Cheng's importance to him, especially in such a critical game, but Yang Cheng entrusted him with important tasks, which really moved him and immediately nodded heavily to agree.

"Guys, we have been 1 win, 1 draw and 1 loss in the past two weeks. That should not be the performance that a team that is determined to achieve something should have. It is undoubtedly a dark experience, but during this period, I have also seen indecency, unity and progress in the team."

"Liverpool is indeed strong, but I firmly believe that as long as we are united, we can be stronger than them!"

Speaking of this, Yang Cheng deliberately paused and then continued.

"I'll tell you by the way that although the European Winners Cup is a two-leg game, I have prepared for home games. Because I don't want to leave the game for the away game, it's too dangerous. So if we can't win the opponent at home and can't continue to defend our home win record so far this season, then we will have to surrender!"

"Are you going to become a hero on this stadium? Or you want to become a bear who surrenders, it depends on your performance!"

After hearing Yang Cheng's words, Bremer was the first to stand up, clenched his fists and shouted angrily: "We are not bears, we want to be heroes!"

"We want to be heroes!" The players shouted in unison with the captain.

Yang Cheng nodded in appreciation, "Okay, let's play together and kill Liverpool!"

"Kill Liverpool!"

After the players hugged Yang Cheng one by one, they left the locker room. Everyone had a decisive look on their faces, because they knew that this game was the key to the two rounds of winning and losing. If they could not defeat their opponents, then Kaiserslautern would definitely lose.

"Beep~"

The referee blew the whistle of the foul!

"This is another foul by Kaiserslautern in the midfield. Barack stumbled on John Barnes, Liverpool won a free kick opportunity and quickly sent it... Gattuso steals in advance, squeezed Borg with his body, steals the ball passed to Borg in advance, and immediately passes it to the right with his big foot."

"Kaisslautern's right young player Desler got the ball and took the opportunity to get rid of a defensive player. He made a cross. Jones cleared the ball in time and the ball returned to Liverpool's feet..."

Yang Cheng watched leisurely on the sidelines, and he had a reason to relax.

Although the game is controlled by Liverpool, they cannot easily pass the midfield defensive line composed of Barack, Peron, Nedved and Gattuso. This is the guarantee that Yang Cheng relies on to win, because he firmly believes that these four players are not inferior to any Liverpool star, and what is even more rare is that these four players can understand and implement his tactical intentions.

For Liverpool, who is used to ground cooperation, it is fatal to not be able to pass the midfield!

"They are really as you said. As we pressed forward, they began to control the ball and frequently fell between the defense lines!" Paul Baier couldn't help but admire Yang Cheng's judgment.

Although such a backlash can be found in Kaiserslautern, it also slows down Liverpool's pace.

But unlike Barcelona in his previous life, Barcelona had the conditions to suddenly get up quickly in 2010, but Liverpool did not. Because they lacked the means of suddenly going from slow to fast, Yang Cheng dared to let them fall in the midfield and backcourt so confidently, because even if they found a loophole, they could not catch it at once.

"I'll make a few times of foot fall, pass it to the midfield, and come back and fall back after being oppressed. Is this an effective way to improve the ball control rate?" Yang Cheng asked with a smile.

Paul Bayer shook his head helplessly. If Roy Evans heard this sentence, the latter would have collapsed and might have vomited three liters of blood.

Kaiserslautern's three defenders dealt with Liverpool's double strikers, and the two consecutive offside traps were also arranged reasonably after the opening. As for the wind-chasing boy Michael Irving on the bench, it is a potential threat, but Yang Cheng also has a way to deal with him.

In fact, as long as you control the midfield and oppress Liverpool, it will not be difficult to win this game, because Liverpool still pays great attention to the personal performance of the stars and ignores overall cooperation. However, Kaiserslautern attaches importance to overall oppression and happens to be Liverpool's stalemate.

"Is this a natural enemy?" Yang Cheng couldn't help laughing again when he saw Liverpool fall down again.

He respects Evans and Liverpool at this time, but as an enemy, he must use all kinds of things to attack his opponents. So when he found out that Evans noticed him, he deliberately pretended to be indifferent to him, just to anger this good-hearted gentleman. After all, no matter how good-tempered people are, they will lose control.
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